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Punch drunk refers to how I am feeling this weekend. My understanding of what this phrase means, is about that state of mind and body a pugilist feels after a long, hard boxing match. In my case, I think the stress and strain of the past few months taking care of my mum finally caught up with me. So, I feel a bit green but not due to any libations. It has been quite a journey and it is not complete. Mom is now in a different nursing home. At least this one is near her apartment in Los Angeles, which will make my visits a bit easier.

I am wearing a lot of green--are you? We Irish begin wearing green before, during and after March 17th. I do have a stable of cyber-leprechauns on Paddy Patrol to find ya if you're not and you might be feeling a pinch but I cannot say where. I can't seem to get our cat, Belle to wear the green ribbon, she merely wants to play with it. And nowadays, people don't threaten to pinch the un-green f…

Imagine my surprise that an intelligent and mature woman such as myself, did not know that men's shirts and women's shirts (blouses) button on different sides. Whoda thunk? Not that along the way I haven't noticed that, it's just that I merely attributed button designation as a designer choice or quirk.

Having just returned from my trip to Los Angeles and then to Bakersfield --where it was even hotter than it is here-- my gas tank was almost empty. The gas prices had gone up so markedly of late, that I thought I would make the trip to Costco to fill up at inexpensive (when has $2.99 a gallon ever been inexpensive?) rates. When I attempted to pull into the station, the cars were lined up at each bay and out into the street. Was there a run on gasoline? Rationing? I was behind an SUV from out of state that chose to stay in the first lane she turned into and did not monitor other choices or slots to fill, which left me the car dangling out of the driveway and someone…

As a very young girl, I often dreamed of a way that I could somehow publish and share my feelings and creative ideas. Short of saving up enough money to take out a full-page ad in the NY Times, I did the best I could with telling my story or the occasional burst of poetic overflow to those near and dear to me.
Therefore, blogging is the ideal manifestation of a means by which my esoteric and quirky points of view would not only have expression but just might resonate with the readers.
Take a breath. You are welcome to join me.
InJoy,
Duchess